I decided not to freak out about it and, instead, let it go. I mean, it was nothing. I probably just need sleep, which caused a hallucination. My next class was econ. I knew that Scott was in that class, so I could finally find out what's been going on in his life. I can't go on being alone; it's way too hard. I got in the class and saw him; he looked tired and lifeless. Weeks have passed, but he looked like it just happened yesterday. We all looked like that honestly. He was alone in the corner. My heart was pounding, and I didn't even think about what I'm going to say to him. Tears were coming just looking at him. Then, I noticed that I was standing in front of the class and everyone was staring at me with big eyes, including Scott. I couldn't handle it. I just ran out of the class towards the bathroom. Seconds later, the bathroom door opened again.
''Lydia, are you alright?''
It was him; it was Scott that followed me. It's the first time in weeks that his voice has said anything directed towards me. I just jumped in his arms crying. He hugged back, and it was the first time I felt a little joy inside of me since the passing of my best friend. After I've calmed down a bit, I took a deep breath and asked a single question to him.
''How is Stiles?''
''I don't know, I've been trying to reach him for a while. He's not going to school anymore, I don't even know if he's going to be at Allison's...'' He couldn't finish the sentence.
We sat down in a cabin and talked, we cried a lot, and even laughed a little, my friend was back and it was good to talk to him. He's the brother I never had, and to be able to talk about my feelings with someone other than my therapist or my diary was really nice. He's holding up better than I thought. His grade are ok, but like me he's still in great pain, I can see it.
''How is Kira?'' Scott said shyly like it was a crime to ask, I get how he feels about asking that question but he doesn't need to feel that way. ''I haven't talked to her since, well, you know.''
I told him all about Kira that her family was doing good again, her mom told her everything about her and etc. "She's still a little lost about with being the new girl but she totally understands why you're keeping your distance." As soon as I finished my sentence I saw a relived man.
''I'm just not ready yet you know... Even to see her, I just can't. That's why I couldn't talk to you at school; she's always by your side.''
''I get it, but she had a tough time too it wasn't fair to leave her all alone but I get you.''
The bell rang and we finally decided to get out of the bathroom. We also decided to go to Stiles's house after school because I miss him, I really do.
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I got behind Scott's motorcycle, and he lent me his helmet. It was hard to put it on for my hair mostly, but I really needed to see Stiles. We got to his house and I knocked. Sheriff Stilinski showed up at the door. He seemed surprised to see us here.
''Hey guys... How are you both doing?'' he said with the saddest voice ever; at this moment I hugged him really hard. He wasn't able to hug back.
''We're here for Stiles, we're worried I know we weren't there for the past weeks but we're ready to start our life again I think.''
''Stiles isn't okay, at first, just after the accident, he was well.. better than I thought, but days passed and he just kept going down. He won't leave his room and he won't talk, sometime I bring food in front of his door, and I think he eats it but I'm not sure. I don't even know what he's doing in his room like that. I think he gets out with his window sometime but then again I'm not sure. All I know is that my son is not the same and it breaks my heart knowing I can't do nothing about it, so if you want to try go ahead. I already tried to break the lock, but he wasn't there. I hear him sometimes. I wonder what he's doing.''
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Darkness is always with us
FanfictionWhat do you do when you just lost your best friend ? you rely on your other one, but if they're as broken as you are it maybe harder. AN; hey its my first story so be cool with me ily